<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518</id><updated>2011-09-19T13:49:18.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Emilio Estevez's Slave</title><subtitle type='html'>An online journey of what it's like serving America's Finest Acting Talent.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-116180678819608032</id><published>2006-10-25T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:06:28.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shame.It's the greatest of emotions. The most powerful of emotions.A leading online dictionary defines shame as "the painful feeling arising from the consciousness of something dishonorable, improper, ridiculous, etc., done by oneself or another."I would agree with this definition. No one knows shame better than I.As you may know, some years ago I was a young star of theater hoping to make it big</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/116180678819608032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=116180678819608032' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/116180678819608032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/116180678819608032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2006/10/shame.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-114861142410148574</id><published>2006-05-25T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:43:44.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You haven't lived until you've had a leather belt lashed against your face.You haven't lived until you've cried and no one was there to hear it.You haven't lived until you've microwaved too much butter on Emilio Estevez's mini-muffins.You haven't lived until you've served Master Destiny.NONE OF YOU KNOW WHAT BEING ALIVE REALLY IS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/114861142410148574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=114861142410148574' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/114861142410148574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/114861142410148574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-havent-lived-until-youve-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-114853227040414440</id><published>2006-05-24T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:44:30.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where have I been, you asked?Chained by my leg to a bedpost in the life-sized dollhouse I call home.Who is my keeper?Master Destiny. The one, true, overlord. Emilio Estevez.Emilio took away my Internet privlidges because I chipped a porcelain bowl that he won on an e-bay auction. I'm not so good at cleaning porcelain bowls. So he chained me by my leg to the corner bedpost in the life-sized </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/114853227040414440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=114853227040414440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/114853227040414440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/114853227040414440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2006/05/where-have-i-been-you-asked-chained-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-112675015806017805</id><published>2005-09-14T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T19:09:18.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please do not try and free me. Freedom is something which I am incapable of using. I am so much happier when teenage runaways stomp on my genitalia at the command of Master Destiny (EMILIO). He is my master, I am his slave. There is nothing else which can be done about this.I don't deserve freedom, nor do I deserve a bed or more than one cup of yogurt a week. So says Master Destiny (EMILIO).He is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/112675015806017805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=112675015806017805' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/112675015806017805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/112675015806017805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2005/09/please-do-not-try-and-free-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-112503683913274436</id><published>2005-08-25T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T23:13:59.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the lack of an update. A few months ago, Master Destiny (EMILIO ESTEVEZ) was having a cat tranquilizer-induced flashback to his days on the set of Young Guns and Young Guns 2. He decided he was a cowboy and wore these big boots and decided it would be funny if while high on animal tranquilizers if he crushed my fingers with the heel of his boots and then he also thought it would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/112503683913274436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=112503683913274436' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/112503683913274436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/112503683913274436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2005/08/sorry-for-lack-of-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-112018319530606205</id><published>2005-06-30T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:59:55.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emilio wants to lower Third World Debt. But his fundraiser idea isn't Live 8 because he thinks "I Don't Like Mondays" is a really crappy song.Instead, Emilio's fundraiser is to sell my blood. I have a really big headache. I'm dizzy and I've thrown up a lot.But anything to help Togo.MASTER DESTINY</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/112018319530606205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=112018319530606205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/112018319530606205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/112018319530606205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2005/06/emilio-wants-to-lower-third-world-debt.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-111898316080583515</id><published>2005-06-16T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T21:39:56.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emilio Estevez (MASTER DESTINY) ripped off all of my fingernails because I didn't Tivo the episode of The Wonder Years where Fred Savage and Winnie Cooper do it anal for the first time. He loves that show and frequently gets ice sculptures of Fred Savage to adorn his front lawn. He likes to see Fred Savage's face melt. Emilio also likes to make me rub my face against an ice sculpture of a giant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/111898316080583515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=111898316080583515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/111898316080583515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/111898316080583515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2005/06/emilio-estevez-master-destiny-ripped.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-110136211158285458</id><published>2004-11-24T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T21:55:11.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spent the past six hours ramming my shoulder into the side of a car door. Master Destiny (Emilio) separated my collarbone putting me in a reverse key lock, he's really into Ultimate Fighting Championships. He loves cackling watching men submit to the will of other men. He is MAN IN MOTION~!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/110136211158285458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=110136211158285458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110136211158285458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110136211158285458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2004/11/spent-past-six-hours-ramming-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-110070845721814436</id><published>2004-11-17T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T08:20:57.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Master Destiny (Emilio) has been trying to "find himself" again through the character of Andrew Clark, the irrascible high school wrestler he played in The Breakfast Club. To do this, he constantly dresses up in wrestling singlets and forces me to do battle with him as he beats the shit out of me. He seems to really enjoy the power that comes from making other men submit to him. On three separate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/110070845721814436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=110070845721814436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110070845721814436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110070845721814436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2004/11/master-destiny-emilio-has-been-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-110049703316511208</id><published>2004-11-14T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T21:37:13.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Martin Sheen (father to Emilio) and the cast of the West Wing came over to the mansion tonight and gave me a bukake while Master Destino (Emilio) had a teenage black hooker give him a hand release.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/110049703316511208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=110049703316511208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110049703316511208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110049703316511208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2004/11/martin-sheen-father-to-emilio-and-cast.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-110047555942035525</id><published>2004-11-14T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T19:54:26.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooooh! It's Sunday! It means I get to shampoo Master Destiny's (Emilio) feet with my hair! That's my favorite! MAN IN MOTION!EDIT: Man, I *LOVE* washing another man's feet with my hair. I really did a good job today. Master Destiny (Emilio) had a lot of jam between his toes and I took individual clumps of my hair and cleaned it out for him. And then Master Destiny (EMILIO) took the heel of his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/110047555942035525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=110047555942035525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110047555942035525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110047555942035525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2004/11/ooooh-its-sunday-it-means-i-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-110046423707541665</id><published>2004-11-14T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T15:37:59.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's a good way to heal a split lip? Master Destiny (Emilio) dropped a padded elbow on my mouth while I slept on my back. He's trying to teach me to sleep with my eyes open, to always be alert, that way I can better serve him at all hours of the day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/110046423707541665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=110046423707541665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110046423707541665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110046423707541665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2004/11/whats-good-way-to-heal-split-lip.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-110036299702304186</id><published>2004-11-13T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T08:23:17.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Slept well last night. Master Destiny (Emilio) knocked me out by hitting my eye orbital with a brick.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/110036299702304186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=110036299702304186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110036299702304186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110036299702304186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2004/11/slept-well-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-110032556727174719</id><published>2004-11-12T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T21:59:27.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry I haven't posted in a while.  Master Destiny (Emilio)  had a teenage hooker stomp on my fingers while wearing stilleto-heeled boots about a year ago. He also hooked my testicle up to a car battery while he stood over me cackling and eating Pop-Smart PopCorn.It's over a year later and I've finally had feeling return to my lower spinal column. Master Destiny (Emilio) has commanded I write </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/110032556727174719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=110032556727174719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110032556727174719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/110032556727174719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2004/11/sorry-i-havent-posted-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-105490731957848318</id><published>2003-06-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T06:48:39.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a really bad rash on my feet. Master Destiny (Emilio) made me stand in an 18-inch deep sewage puddle for four hours last night because I bought him purple grapes instead of green.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/105490731957848318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=105490731957848318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105490731957848318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105490731957848318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2003/06/i-have-really-bad-rash-on-my-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-105481993072476957</id><published>2003-06-05T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T06:32:10.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Didn't really sleep well last night...  Master Destiny (Emilio) kept on coming into the room ever 12 minutes to blast an air horn directly in my ear. I've got a piercing ringing in my eardrum right now.Gotta run-- Master Destiny wants me to pick through Christina Applegate's trash to see if he can blackmail her into sex...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/105481993072476957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=105481993072476957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105481993072476957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105481993072476957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2003/06/didnt-really-sleep-well-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-105475813644623200</id><published>2003-06-04T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T13:22:16.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh man did I get it today...Master Destiny (Emilio) read my initial post. He said that I did not fawn over him enough on it. So he made me repeatedly punch myself in the face until I lost a tooth. He also gave me a spinning muy-thai kick to the rib/kidney area and I'm peeing blood now.Master Destiny-- you are so powerful and so great. When I look at you, all I can think about is how moving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/105475813644623200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=105475813644623200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105475813644623200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105475813644623200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2003/06/oh-man-did-i-get-it-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452518.post-105474644933067973</id><published>2003-06-04T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T10:07:29.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago, after spending months kneeling at the feet of Emilio Estevez (star of Mighty Ducks and Mighty Ducks 2), I managed to crawl my way back to freedom. Needing money, I sent the following e-mail out to fellow alumni members of West Orange High School-- my extended family who I thought I could always count on.Dear Fellow West Orange High School Mountaineer, Hello. Please allow me a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/feeds/105474644933067973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452518&amp;postID=105474644933067973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105474644933067973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452518/posts/default/105474644933067973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirzhavi.blogspot.com/2003/06/few-weeks-ago-after-spending-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Nir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17966057709342315246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.perfectpeople.net/media/celebs/1295/85113-1068261900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
